Subordinate Doting - Chap 153
He was about to burst into tears, twitching with sobs, his teeth chattering, as if his entire body was soaked in the bitter water of despair and was drowning.
He Zhuo was in so much pain that he couldn’t breathe. He held his face, kissed the tip of his nose and the top of his head, and wanted to wipe away his tears but he couldn’t wipe them all away.
”Don’t cry, whatever you want to do, just tell me and I’ll agree to it. I’ll help you… Okay?”
Even if he had to kill him with a knife to vent his anger, He Zhuo had no complaints.
Ji Tingyu shook his head, slowly leaned down, and put his face against his chest like a koala, just like he had done countless times seeking his comfort.
It was just that He Zhuo was the only safe haven he felt at that time, but now it is a hell that makes him feel like his heart is being torn apart.
He had stepped in once and never wanted to do it a second time.
”I don’t know what I want to do, I don’t know what I can do, I desperately want to drive you out of my life, but I can’t do it at all…”
”I thought I had done well, got used to it, and could leave in style, but once you showed up, all my efforts went to waste.”
”I knew you were coming. I only heard the sound of footsteps and smelled the scent, and I knew it was you… I love you so much, I gave you everything I have, what else can I do? Teach me…”
He raised his face, tears streaming down his cheeks.
”Brother, please teach me, I am almost dying of pain…”
Chapter 63 I will help you get rid of it
Ji Tingyu cried for a long time, until he was no longer able to make any sound.
The tears dried up on his skinny and withered face, making him look completely different from the arrogant kitten who was full of energy and vitality before.
He Zhuo held him the whole time, using all his strength to hold him in his arms and against his chest, even if it hurt his shoulders.
It was as if this was the last time they would be intimate with each other.
”How many days have you not eaten?”
He rubbed the kitten’s ears and stared blankly at the ceiling.
The cat said he couldn’t remember.
He never felt hungry, and when he was hungry, he would feel like vomiting after eating a little. He didn’t like vomiting, and the feeling of acid reflux would remind him of horrible past events, and it was a vicious cycle, so he ate less and less.
”I’ll make you something to eat, okay?”
The kitten was silent for a long time before nodding: “It’s up to you.”
He Zhuo held him up, and when he straightened up, his legs obviously staggered. Ji Tingyu saw two pools of blood on the floor. The black shirt He Zhuo was wearing was soaked on the back of his shoulder blades.
”Your wound is bleeding.”
”It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt much.”
He Zhuo smiled, carefully took his hand, and walked to the kitchen counter.
There was no kitchen in the office, only a sink with a cutting board and knives next to it. A small refrigerator was tucked into the corner like a little old lady, and when you opened it, there was nothing reminiscent of life inside.
Ice-cold water and wine, the bottles were covered with a layer of bubbles, half a chicken burger, and a box of beef rice with a thick layer of white wax on the surface.
”If I don’t come, what are you going to have for dinner?”
”No, I’m full from drinking.”
”What about tomorrow?”
”Choose between a burger or a box lunch.”
He Zhuo stopped talking.
When the heart aches to the point of numbness, it’s like a fibrous tree trunk. When you touch it, it may not seem to react on the surface, but the rotten inside is actually aching.
How can you be considered prepared when your life is such a mess?
”Let’s make chicken wontons. You like this.”
It can last a little longer.
Take out a piece of raw chicken and a small bag of flour, put down the chopping board and start kneading the dough.
Without an apron, he rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, revealing his hideous arms covered with scars. Because he was bent over, his shoulder blades were slightly raised, and as he kneaded the dough, more and more blood oozed out.
Ji Tingyu watched from behind him without saying a word.
A cat that predicts its own death will become extraordinarily quiet and obedient, following its owner all day long, calling his name repeatedly but saying nothing, and only passing away quietly when the end is near.
Ji Tingyu did not see the date of his own death, but he saw the ending of him and He Zhuo.
He stood up, took out the medicine box, walked behind He Zhuo, pulled out his shirt, lifted it to the back of his neck, and gave a simple treatment to the two bleeding knife wounds.
He Zhuo didn’t dare to move the whole time, even his hands covered with noodles were stiff in mid-air, looking a little funny. He waited until Ji Tingyu finished dealing with it before he whispered thank you.
The cat didn’t respond and just sat aside and continued watching him cook.
The attachment in his eyes seemed to disappear with every glance.
He Zhuo noticed it and his heart sank a little.
They didn’t have any extra communication, just doing one thing and watching, like a couple who were in a cold war but couldn’t help but care about each other. The difference was that the couple in the cold war would reconcile soon, but it would be difficult for them to have a tomorrow.
The wontons are ready. Sprinkle some frozen wilted coriander on them before serving.
The two of them sat face to face, quietly eating their own bowls of food, and even though their heads were close together, their hearts could not be together.
The heat from the wontons made the kitten’s eyes hurt.
He lowered his ears and tried his best to hold back the tears, but failed.
The play could not go on.
He vomited out all the three wontons he had tried so hard to eat, and lay over the sink vomiting all over, with saliva and tears all over his face.
He Zhuo patted him on the back and said that if he couldn’t eat, he shouldn’t eat anymore. No matter what happened, he shouldn’t force himself and shouldn’t suffer any injustice.
The two bowls were thrown on the sink, and the chicken soup quickly solidified.
He Zhuo carried the dirty cat to the bathroom to take a bath.
Add water and a bath ball, adjust the position of the backrest, and make sure the water temperature is appropriate before putting the kitten with the towel on top in.
He Zhuo sat by the bathtub and washed his body as usual.
Their movements were still so coordinated.
As soon as Ji Tingyu finished wiping his left hand, he would hand over his right hand and lift it up a little when washing his buttocks. After doing this, He Zhuo’s hand would slowly move down to help him wipe his legs.
